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Case Study 301: Mr. Bowen let a stream of pee right into my mouth. Welcome back for another installment of Case Study 301. If this happens to be your first foray with this storyline I would encourage you to read some of the previous chapters so everything makes sense. But for those of you that need some cliff notes here you go. This is a story of young girl that witnessed a quadruple homicide. It sent her into a catatonic state which is to say she’s in a coma even though she appears...
Rowena was tired. Rowena was always tired. She was tired when she went to bed, tired when she woke up, tired all day long. She took a last look round the room she had just finished preparing, noting the main items. ‘Bed. Quite an adequate desk – it was the one dad gave me for my eighteenth birthday. Good swivel chair. Armchair, wardrobe, dressing table, bright curtains and a rug, gas fire. Yes, it should be all right.’ She sighed wearily. ‘Wish I’d never volunteered,’ she muttered to herself....
If you're not an adult or interested in stories with strong sexual content, then don't read any further. All rights reserved by the Author. This may be re-posted on the Internet on free sites such as Fictionmania, Sapphire's Place or other non-pay sites where stories are distributed for free to the public. Just send me an e-mail telling me where you've posted it. Marlowe By Waldo ([email protected]) Chapter 1 - The Client My name is Marlowe. I'm a Private Dick but...
But I had been there. I had been the only one there with him. That's why it had had to be me. Everyone knew that. They knew everything. I heard some whispering and looked over my shoulder to see a woman a couple rows back pointing to me and whispering to the woman beside her. I couldn't take it anymore. I got up and walked out. Right when they were viewing the body. I went out to the hearse and cried. They all knew. All of the crying eyes and sympathetic faces in that room knew that...
I'm Jeff and this is how I got cuckolded for the first time. At the time I was a sophomore in college and lived in three bedroom house with two other guys. Nick who was an easy going nice guy and Dwayne, an arrogant black guy who thought he was the greatest thing on earth, especially when it came to women.I had dated my girlfriend Jen since our senior year of high school. After graduation we both went to local schools, me the local state university and Jen went to the local two year school to...
I OWE IT ALL TO DAYLIGHT SAVINGS TIME PART TWO By Katharine Sexkitten I rode all the way home with another raging hard-on. And cum in my shorts. Cum in my panties. Cum running down my legs. Cum everywhere. One delicious stream managing to find its way into my ass crack, and sliding towards my asshole, tickling it with liquid sensations. It made me think that cum was meant to be going in there. Which I'd never considered before. People couldn't help but see my obvious...
Geoff would always see her walking past his apartment. Being a normal 25 year old guy, he couldn't help but stare. Jennifer was gorgeous, and the perky 19 year old blonde was usually wearing clothes that showcased her magnificent figure. She had spoken briefly to him as they passed each other from time to time. One Saturday after meeting in the main office, they began chatting as they walked back to their building. Jennifer spoke about ordinary things, and then asked Geoff if he knew where...
“Her name was Kelly Simpson. She was a producer for a TV series that was shown on three different cable networks,” the tiny redhead informed Sally Howe. “Maze, how did you make the ID?” I asked. “Her ID card,” Sally said pointing to it hanging from her jacket. “I’m surprised you missed your chance to say ‘elementary, my dear Watson’,” I said. You do that at least once every shift. “The Shift has just started Marion,” Sally said. “She is such a smart ass,” I said to Maze the forensic lab...
This is a true story also and took place before the earthquakes in April 2009.It took place in a sunflower field near my home in Central Italia. I remember it well and also in the after days of it happening wrote about it on my HD.That is why it is quite detailed. I tend to write the memories and rate the places out of 10.We went for a picnic the weather was sunny but only a little warm. Its the best thing fields and fields of sunflowers and red poppies here in Toscana. I love them they are my...
Time: July 4, 8244 4:00 PM At sunset I broke up my meeting with my council and wandered into another communications room which was in contact with the civilian section of Babylon. I moment later I was addressing a CL-2 militia Priest who was near Babylon's primary train terminal. It clearly looked as if he wanted to kneel before me, but current law discouraged that. He called me by my name instead and stood there trembling. "Name?" I asked, trying to look friendly. "Nusrat, oh Servant...
My name is Jason Hightower. I'm 47 years old, married to my high school sweetheart Dana, and to everyone else it seems like I live the perfect life. However there is one small problem. I'm unbelievably bored with my marriage. I'm not sure who's fault it is. My wife is beautiful and she is my best friend, but lately I've felt a disconnect between the two of us. We're still intimate, but it isn't the same. I think we've just grown apart. My wife is unable to have children and even though I told...
Mature“Hey babygirl… it’s time to go for a ride.” “Oooo Daddy! I love riding with you. Where we going?” “Daddy’s taking you to a breeding party.” “A breeding party? Sounds exciting, what is it?” “Just like it sounds, babygirl… Daddy’s taking you to get you thoroughly bred by lots of stranger daddy cocks!” “Oh Daddy… you have all the best ideas!” “Of course, babygirl… now put on that thin little short dress real quick and your fuck me shoes before Daddy gives you a spanking…” So babygirl puts on her...
I've recently seen some pics of some really hot speedo guys hanging out at Lake Powell and it brought back fond memories of the one time I visited. At the time I wrote about it on my blog (AussieSpeedoGuy.org) and I've combined some blog posts for you guys to read about my Lake Powell experience.Hey guys, I am heading to the US for a bucks weekend (AKA - bachelor weekend, I can't believe the number of people who have never heard the term 'Bucks Weekend'). It is a friend of my friend Kip. Kip,...
The Whore of Babylon By Cassandra Morgan My mother is a whore. Go on. Roll the word over your tongue. Feel how crass it is. How vulgar. It is a word filled with spite, with judgment, filled with scorn. It is a dirty word about what most consider to be a dirty business. It is a brand that identifies her among all other descriptions. Still, that's who she is. She's a hooker. A lady of the night. A working girl. Think of her as you will. Think of me, her child, as you will. She's...
I owe my love of lingerie to my aunt. When I was young I used to spend my school holidays with her and as I grew older I noticed more and more how sexily she dressed.So, she was in charge of a small private hospital and her house was attached so even if she was working I still stayed with her as she was never far away. I remember the crisp white uniform she wore, but it wasn't until I was probably 12 or 13 that I started noticing what was underneath. Obvious outline of the bra, sometimes the...
I OWE IT ALL TO DAYLIGHT SAVINGS TIME PART ONE By Katharine Sexkitten Why, you ask, would a person write their autobiography? What reason do they have for telling others their story? However biased it might be? Hollywood celebrities, sure. But the average person? What would inspire them to think anyone needed or wanted to know about their boring lives? Especially someone who is now only twenty-two? Well, as it turns out, mine is anything but an ordinary life. Although, the...
Mom and Dad got married twenty years ago when they were both twenty years old. Last year Dad sold his dot-com company to a comglomerate and became an instant billionaire. He pleaded with Mom to give him a divorce and got what he wanted. Mom was phylosophical about it. Probably one of the reasons was that Dad was more than generous in the divorce settlement. The other reason could be that their marriage had already ended at least five years earlier when they had more or less stopped having...
100% fiction! Do u ever get that feeling like when someone is wearing tights and u just look at their ass and just see the outline of their panties haha I love that anyway my story is sort of based on that anyway my story starts at with me being dropped off at work it was Sunday early in the morning at I just got out of the car headed to the office I worked at a local carwash so it was good hours and I was the youngest at my work so I got alot of numbers anyway as I walked into the office I...
IncestOnce upon a time, it was a cloudy afternoon, I came back from work to my – or should I say our – house at the edge of the metropolis we lived in. It was quite a nice house, really. For every use a separate room and upstairs more room for family extension than we ever thought physically possible. As I usually did I parked my car in the garage and went for a walk in our garden to breathe some fresh air. Fresh air is rare inside our overcrowded office and the city center isn’t much better. I...
EroticI’ve recently seen some pics of some really hot speedo guys hanging out at Lake Powell and it brought back fond memories of the one time I visited. At the time I wrote about it on my blog (AussieSpeedoGuy.org) and I’ve combined some blog posts for you guys to read about my Lake Powell experience. Hey guys, I am heading to the US for a bucks weekend (AKA - bachelor weekend, I can’t believe the number of people who have never heard the term ‘Bucks Weekend’). It is a friend of my friend Kip. Kip,...
The call came from Big Mac the next morning. “Watson, how about you and Howe meeting me in Queen City. Come down tomorrow and be prepared to stay a week at least.” “That’s a long time to stay if we don’t know what we will be doing,” I said. “You can always leave, if you don’t like what you hear,” Mac said. “I’ll talk to Sally and call you back,” I suggested. “Watson, I’ll just hold for you,” He said. “Did you hear?” I asked Howe. “Yes, what have we got to lose?” she asked. “You still...
Note : This story is completely fictional! Hi reader another masterpiece from your Incester. the incest is very interesting if it is between mother and son , my most of loving readers are like the mother and son incest, so I write most numbers of story in that themed here is also a new master story read like it. A Mother's Touch It's fascinating how extraordinary circumstances can spawn totally unexpected acts and deeds. In this case, a serious car crash thrust my 18-year-old son, Owen, and I...
IncestHow fucking sexy is Paige Owens? That face. Those lips. That ass. Those titties.Do I need to keep going? No? Then get your ass on over to Twitter.com/PaigeOwensXXX!If you are already a fan, then you’ll appreciate what you find here (mostly – more on that in a moment). If you have no idea who the fuck Paige Owens is, you’re going to become a fan before you close your browser. She’s sexy as fuck, and you’ll be compelled to whip out that cock and start stroking yourself as you look at her images...
Twitter Porn AccountsThe Statesboro Buggy and Wagon Company occupied a large two story brick building on the corner of North Main Street and Courtland Street across from the Courthouse. The Singer Sewing Machine outlet was right next to it in a much smaller building. There were other stores along the street in a number of other buildings. The sidewalks here were made of wood and there was a canopy on the buildings that covered them. The owners of the buggy business also sold horses, mules, and harnesses along...
This story is partly fictional, we’ll let you decide which parts are real and which are based on fantasy….My wife Erin is in her mid 40’s but this story starts when she was in her mid 30’s. She’s a stunning redhead, transitioning to white and silver with some red still visible. Her body is still amazing. She works out, has always had a petite build and takes good care of herself. Her C cups are firm and perky and her butt is tight, and as a result of all of this, men ogle her everywhere she...
“Any problems?” Owen asked on the way to the house. “No, not really,” I answered, not mentioning the man at the shoe store. As usual, the gates opened as we approached them, and Owen drove the buggy through them and around to the back of the house near the carriage house and the stable. He and Joe moved the block of ice into the kitchen. I followed them with the bread, butter, and the package of meat. The kitchen door had opened to admit them by itself. Once everything was in the ice box,...
The Stop: Since we had our bags with us, we didn’t need to wait for them to be unloaded. The Savannah train shed, while large, was not as large as the one in Philadelphia. While walking toward the exit, we heard a man remark to his friend that the waiting room ahead of us was an octagon 80 feet in diameter. From this, it was fairly easy to estimate that the train shed was about twice that wide and maybe five times that long. When we passed the clock in the waiting room, it indicated that it...
Hey guys, I am heading to the US for a bucks weekend (AKA - bachelor weekend, I can't believe the number of people who have never heard the term 'Bucks Weekend'). It is a friend of my friend Kip. Kip, who I've met a bunch of times and snowboarded with, hottubed with, had lots of crazy sex with when I visit Colorado, was invited to the party and I'm going to be his plus one. It is a gay couple and the guys are renting a couple of huge house boats on Lake Powell. It looks gorgeous and the...
The Young BabysittersA year after our first 4 couple orgy, (See 4 Couple Fun) all four wives had their babies. Since the eight of us had become open in our group relationship, it was common to see one or all of the new moms breastfeeding when we got together every week. Generally at our now every other week gathering on a Friday night, we each hired a babysitter to take care of the babies. Our babysitter was fifteen year old Alex, short for Alexandria. She was a cute girl with shoulder length...
Beckham, Owen and Frank Lampard the three legends if English football were staying the weekend at Beckingham Palace, whilst Victoria and the children were visiting relatives in America. The footballers were training hard in Beckhams personal gym for the start of the new football season and the hot session was almost at an end. The lads were unsurprisingly very hot, with Owens hot erect nipples showing through his white tank top whilst he was finishing his bench presses. Beckham had also long...
GayEvery community has one, larger communities may have several, but if you look closely, you will find the Wallflower. They are friendly yet quiet, seemingly self-contained, seldom sitting in a group although not always alone, and never the center of attention. They are pretty, they are not, they are plain, mysterious, tall, short, slender and not so slender, but without exception, they know they are a Wallflower. As young children, the Wallflowers were often alone on the playground, or they...
We located room 22 with no trouble. This hotel was nothing like the Pulaski with its multitude of rooms and hallways. We were surprised to find that it was built like a 'T' however, with the stem extending back from the front part of the hotel. It was your typical small-town hotel, they could expect to see merchants, peddlers, and drummers here to sell their various wares. There might even be the occasional politician out stomping for votes during election periods, but Statesboro didn't...
Before I could respond Cydney was already acting like I had said yes. "I already checked out a few hotels in the city. This one has a hot tub, oh and there's one with a standing shower! What do you think babe?" "Cydney, this is all wonderful and I love your enthusiasm, but I can't." "Can't what?" Her expression changed immediately "I can't do this, I can't spend the night with you. I'm married." "So? We've already fucked and told each other we loved one another. What's the problem Jason?" She...
Mature"Thank you baby," Cydney said as she used more paper towels. "How did you let out that much cum? I'm not complaining but that was amazing to see." I had no real answer for her because I didn't know how it had happened either. "Your blowjob was so good, how could I not?" I helped Cydney stand up and put her dress back on. After Cydney went to the mirror to make sure she looked presentable again, I pulled her towards me, and we kissed. "Oh Jason, we should head out, I bet there's a line to get in...
Straight SexI shuffled through my wardrobe while on the phone to Owen looking for something to wear. “I can't find anything. What should I wear?” I asked him. I didn't have many clothes and even though we hadn't been dating for long, he had already seen every combination of my clothing. “Doesn't matter Jessica, your not going to be keeping them on for long. I have something planned for tonight, just don't wear any panties”. We chatted for a bit longer before hanging up. I settled on a tight fitting...
BDSMWhen I awoke the next morning, it was nice and warm under the blankets next to Owen, but he had developed a problem overnight. Having five Brothers, it was one that I was familiar with. Under the blankets, I carefully pulled up his night shirt to reveal his manhood. It was long, thick, and as hard as an iron bar. Being familiar with my Brother's equipment, I knew instantly that his was much larger than the average, and larger than what those who had abused me in the city had possessed. I...
A new character introduced in this chapter: Old Joe A semi-retired farmer, 5'-9'' tall, 145 pounds, late 50s or early 60s, gray hair, brown eyes "And where is Plantation Lane?" Owen asked the clerk. "Take North Main Street and keep going north after leaving town. You'll find the sign for Plantation Lane on the left a short distance before you reach Mill Creek. If you come to the creek, you went too far," he told us. "We would like to look at this property before we pay for it....
I bought myself a brand new riding lawnmower. My old one finally bit the dust. This one has everything. It can cut the grass of course but it can bag the clipping to be composted, till the soil for my garden, collect the fall leaves, and snow blow my driveway too. It does it all. I was in love with my ‘Mean Machine.’ I showed my wife and two daughters how it worked, that was my mistake! After that the grass stopped growing and I never got a chance to ride it. However I still had to...
Amelia's husband had recently been made redundant and they were struggling to make ends meet, so when Amelia saw an ad in the local newspaper for the post of an assistant at a small flower growing farm she decided to apply. She had always loved growing stuff and had natural green fingers that enabled her to grow almost anything. She was offered an interview for the following day and so she got up extra early and attired herself in her best summer dress ready to meet the owner of the...
CuckoldIt was early monday morning and I had just stepped out of the shower. I dried myself with a towel, then walked over to my full length mirror to look at myself. I had never been happy with my looks but have recently become more confident. Owen loved my body and made me feel attractive. I was slim every where except my hips, but I wasn't overweight, I just had some fat there. I had long legs and was 5'9”. I tied up my long brown hair and dropped the towel. My hand moved to my pussy and rubbed...
Straight SexMy "Flowering" - A Memoir of a Special Day I am now twenty two years old and as is the custom, I am to write out a memoir of what my "Flowering Day", a year ago, meant to me. I will, of course, do so. So I have been told, so shall I do! Since the Great Realignment, which happened back in 2047, for the past 37 years, each young Unworthy, within three weeks, before or after their 21st birthday, must submit to the "Flowering" Ceremony. So I have been told, so shall I do! All...
Linda was a very quite girl with no confidence. She was put down and out by her over bearing mother and father. She was the girl no one ask to dance, no friends to speak of. Her mother drove those away and would never allow her to stay out. Today she was 17 and 364 days old. Tomorrow was her 18th birthday as like every other birthday no party organised. Her parents always celebrated their birthday with big parties and she was expected to stay in her room. Looking at herself in the mirror, her...
I sat in the leather wing back chair in the headmaster’s private office, waiting. He was in the room next door talking to the school secretary. They were probably trying to get ahold of my parents, good luck with that. I wouldn’t have been left here at Bayou Academy the swankiest boarding school in Houston’s River Oaks neighborhood if my parents had wanted to be bothered with raising me. “She’s been found, unharmed. Very good. Send me a bill for any expenses you incurred.” His conversation...
She was an absolute beauty. That circumstance affected her life from childhood on. She was sought after by many for business or personal reasons, usually egocentric. The dollars came rolling in for modelling and such, and as arm-candy she was wined, dined, and well-traveled. The latter usually expected access to her beautiful body in exchange, she discovered. She liked sex alright, but these joinings were mostly physical lust, not providing much emotional satisfaction beyond feeling desirable....
The Magic Soap of Babylon OBJECT: Magic Soap of Babylon USAGE (setting the form): Imagine the form that you wish the soap to "create" when next used. While holding this image in your mind, tap the soap three times and then blow on it. You will know that the new form for next use has been set when a small spark shoots out of the soap. USAGE (activation): When applied with water or moisture, the form of the user will instantly transform into that of the soap's last form...
Historical"Named after? What do you mean?" I asked. "Have you never heard of 'The Pirate Queen of Cannaught'? Her actual name was Grainne Ni Mhaille, but has been Anglicized to Grace O'Malley since the original is somewhat unpronounceable to those not familiar with Gaelic. She lived in the 16th century. "She was a terror she was, from what I was told by relatives while growing up. She had several Husbands over time and a number of children. She is said to have raided shipping, battled English...
The wallflower, everyone I know knows at least one. You know that girl or guy that is always there but know one wants to be in a relationship with them. They are usually a little nerdy, and are always there to help sort things out. They are usually on the chess team or the math team or something like that. Carla, was the one wallflower that really stands out in my head. I knew her in high school, and although we talked all the time, I didn’t really feel attracted to her. Right out of high...
The wallflower. She sat at her table, quiet, watching the noisy throng in front of her. She had dreamt of this moment, and now it was here- her very first taste of what she had read about and chatted about on her computer was here in front of her- and it was everything she had dreamed- and yet nothing like it. Why had she come, she thought ruefully. Online, she could at least pretend she was attractive; here in reality, even with her best on, she was what she’d...
continued from Tara Discovers UsTara takes a deep breath and begins telling me about her."What I'm about to tell you is partly what my mum told me, and partly what I have learned through my own experiences. I'm still learning what I am myself. I sense that I can trust you never to reveal these secrets, as they can be dangerous if not meticulously controlled."I am descended from a bloodline of women with certain sensual powers. You have experienced some of them. Daughters inherit the powers....
LesbianA young woman groaned as she stirred awake by the sound of a brass gong ringing out in the distance. The young woman was Lynn Anne Hwang, a prodigy in the use the noble short sword and crescent pendulum through the martial arts known as Lahn. She awoke to find herself on the small boat she had chartered from the docks of the small port-city of Xu Chi. She did not care for how the oarsman was leering at her, but she understood that many found her quite attractive and that it was part of the...
Black Orchids and Wildflowers by Armond 1. Friday, 5:00 PM Sam was all about helping people. But for Samuel Albert, Esq., this week of endless legal counseling needed to end. Friday had stretched into three forevers, crawling by like a turtle, appointment after appointment. Or was that sliding by like a snail? Tricky things, metaphors. His last of the day, appointment, not metaphor, was Last Will and Testament drafting time with sweet Mrs. Beasley and her son...
Hi, this is Radhakrishna once again with a hot encounter with a sexy flower selling beauty. I am 28 years of nice looks and a horny guy. Whenever I have free time, I used to roam on the roads to chase the girls. In the process I found a girl, who sells the flowers at a flower stall near my house. First let me describe her. Her name is Madhavi of 25 years and unmarried girl. She always wears chudi. She is fair in color and has very cute face. But her main drawback is her personality. She must be...
There we were, trying to beat a storm to find a place to stop and ride out the storm. We had left Pocatello, Idaho with a load to come back home to South Dakota. We were going North on I-15, heading to I-90. We had been dealing with more wind than anything. By the time we got on 90 going East, we saw the storm really picking up steam behind us. Winter storms are nothing to take lightly, especially in areas like this where they can easily get very windy and dump a lot of snow in a short period...
I had been working for the Robinson family for about 4 years, before the incident had occurred. They were a friendly family, Don, the father was in his early forties, Mike, his son, had been off to college for a few years at 20, and Vicki, the daughter, was only 9. Their mother had sadly passed away 8 years ago, shortly after Vicki had been born. So that's where I came in. Don was a private surgeon, and a good one at that, but found himself oftentimes away from home, burying himself...
Amy waited three weeks and then called the widower. She had finally found a friend whom she told about him and who had agreed to help. Her friend, Marie. was not affiliated with the escort service, but she was very skilled as a dominatrix who specialized in bondage and discipline. Knowing how Amy felt about the widower, she agreed to limit any pain that might be inflicted during their session with him, but she promised to satisfy his curiosity. When his phone rang, the widower answered with...
Group SexI unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his trousers. I slid them down his legs so they were piled around his ankles. I looked at his beautiful cock and took it into my hand. I kissed his thighs and the his tip. Once it was hard I stood up and began to kiss his lips. He nibbled on my in return. I kissed his down his cheek to his neck where I continues to kiss and every once in a while would run my tongue over his skin. I then moved to his ear where I began to gently nibble on his lobe. I ran my...
Straight Sex“So Watson, where the hell is Howe?” the Lt asked. “She called me this morning. She said she was stopping by the personnel office. Before you ask I have no idea why.” I said. “So, you haven’t seen her since the shooting,” he asked. “I carried her Eclairs the morning after. She has been calling me every day since. I think it’s so I won’t stop by again. I knew she put in for an extension of her days off,” I explained. “So did I Marion, I had to approve it. She looked pretty rough when she...
Mary Ann had a large crowd at her memorial service. I went for Sally, not Mary Ann. She was a stupid bitch, as far as I was concerned. She didn’t deserve to die, but she had to know that what she did was dangerous. Any half smart individual, knowing what she knew, would never have agreed to meet up with that jihadist asshole. “I won’t speak ill of he dead, just know my sympathy is for baby Sparrow.” I whispered to Maze. Maze sat between me and Sally, since Sally was still really pissed at me....